Thursday, December 10, 2009

Bastard's Drinking Buddy

Here's a tip of the hat to "Another Kiwi" of Riddled, who posted a link to a Temple University study of the effects of booze and caffeine on mice made to run a maze.

I suspect that this little critter was caught by one of the local cats, and was in shock, so I picked it up, gave it a wee nip of courage, and placed it by a nearby fieldstone wall, whereupon it scampered off. I have two friends who told me I was nuts for picking it up, both saying "Aren't you worried about rabies?" Rabies? Nah... it's the hantavirus that should have dissuaded me from picking it up.

After I picked the critter up, it clung to my finger for dear life, while I wondered what the hell to do with it (at one point, remembering the movie Never Cry Wolf, I contemplated eating it, but I lacked fire-starting implements... After a short spell, it seemed to recover, so I set it by a nearby fieldstone wall, whereupon it skeedaddled.

About Me

The Big Bad Bald Bastard is a character played by Monsieur _______ of the City of Y______. The role of the Bastard is a handy one to play on subways, walking the streets, and in dive-bars, when being a nerdy, bookish sort is not to one's advantage.